King Solomon's Road to Righteousness[Comprehensive]

Natsume Takashi felt that he probably hadn't woken up yet, otherwise, why would he see a completely unfamiliar boy on the floor next to his bed early in the morning?

Where is Mr. Kitty?He looked around the room in confusion, but he didn't find the familiar chubby maneki neko.

Being able to break through Mr. Kitty's defenses and enter his room alone... Natsume Takashi suddenly became a little nervous.The other party is not human from the breath, and the appearance is also very different from ordinary people's dress.Is he some monster too?Is it for a friend's account?

Just when Natsume Takashi was thinking nervously, the boy lying on the cold floor suddenly frowned, and let out a very soft moan from his throat.

Is this about to wake up?How to do how to do……

Natsume Takashi grabbed his quilt and watched the other party slowly open his eyes, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"that……"

He leaned down slightly, and approached the boy: "You, are you okay?"

Takashi Natsume asked cautiously, "Why are you in my room?"

"Ok?"

The young man who just woke up from a coma let out a muffled snort. He sat up from the floor with his arms propped up, slowly moved his head, and scanned everything in the room.

"that……"

Natsume Takashi felt like he was about to break out in a cold sweat.There is an inexplicable feeling about this young man, a little ethereal and a little inorganic.Ever since the other party opened those brilliant golden eyes, he has not set his eyes on him even for a second.Although he looked around the scene in the room, he seemed to deliberately skip over a living person like him, as if he didn't exist.

What is the background of this man?Natsume Takashi thought in his heart, it is not a problem to continue this stalemate, it is better to know the background of the other party.

Thinking of this, he cleared his throat, opened his mouth and tried to say hello to the other party: "Hello, I'm Natsume Takashi, may I ask you..."

"Hi, my name is Jedidiah."

The boy spoke up.When he said this, he finally shifted his gaze to Natsume Takashi, and then, the boy who called himself "Yedidia" blinked at Natsume Takashi.

Natsume Takashi watched the other party's eyes suddenly become a little "popular", and subconsciously relaxed his body.

He seems to be the type who can communicate well.He watched the other party stand up from the floor, sit upright again in a kneeling posture, and then raised a pair of golden eyes that were as bright as sun panels and looked straight at himself.

"Hi, I'm Takashi Natsume."

Natsume Takashi re-introduced his name again: "Excuse me, who are you? How did you come to my room?"

The boy named Jedidiah tilted his head after listening.

"I..." he hesitated, "I came following a person's breath. But..."

He looked around for another week: "He doesn't seem to be here."

"Eh?"

Natsume Takashi exclaimed: "Are you separated from your friends...or family members? Ah, by the way, who are you? I don't think you are human, right?"

When he said this, his tone was a little deliberately careful.After all, it is impolite in some respects to ask someone in front of them if they are human.In case the other party cares about such a statement very much, and is the type with a more irritable temperament, then after angering the other party, it should be yourself who is unlucky.

"Scattered? This statement is correct."

Jedidia said again: "I am a heroic spirit, if what you mean by 'not human' is this."

"Heroic Spirit...?"

Natsume Takashi heard this term for the first time, and he mixed the two words vaguely between his lips in confusion: "Yes, is it similar to a monster?"

"Ah, if it is more accurate, perhaps it is more appropriate to say that it is a ghost."

Jedidia replied with a smile: "I have another name, maybe you will be more familiar with this name."

"Is... what?"

"Solomon."

Jedidiah... no, maybe we should call him Solomon the Teenager.Solomon smiled and nodded under Natsume Takashi's obviously disbelieving eyes: "As you can see, it is the Solomon who was the third king of the ancient Israel dynasty. So it is more in line with the status quo to say that I am a ghost. "

"Wang, Lord Wang?!"

Natsume Takashi screamed out.

"How could this be... This is a character that only appears in history books? Ah, no, this, this current situation..."

The boy who only haunts monsters in his life feels a little confused when facing the kind-faced Solomon.

"Please settle down."

Solomon stretched out a finger and tapped it in the mid-air, and Natsume Takashi felt his brain lighten up, and the panic, bewilderment, and panic that had been stirring up in his heart just now were instantly removed.

"This is……"

"It's magic."

Solomon explained: "It's just a small magic trick to calm your mind, and you don't have to worry about any damage to your body."

"Ah, okay..."

Natsume Takashi responded blankly.He blinked blankly, and imprinted the other person's figure into his eyes again.

The other party looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. His white hair was fluffy and tied into a thick braid hanging behind his head. The clothes on his body were complicated and gorgeous, and his shoulders seemed to be decorated with armor-like metal.Solomon seems to be wearing a close-fitting sleeveless soft armor, his arms are slightly exposed from the gap in the cloak, and the dark skin is covered with complex black patterns.

Although he is a foreign king, his kneeling posture is unexpectedly standard... Ah, wait!

Natsume Takashi suddenly jumped up from the bed.

How could he let the other party sit on the floor for so long? !It's winter now, the floor must be icy cold.

"Ah, please don't mind."

As if he heard Natsume Takashi's guilt, Solomon, who had straightened his back before letting the other party look at him, said, "I am a heroic spirit. Heroic spirits don't feel hot or cold, or hungry."

As if thinking of something, Solomon suddenly showed a look of reminiscence when he said this.He blinked his eyelashes lightly, pondered, and said, "At least now I don't feel any discomfort from the fact that the floor is cold."

"No, that doesn't work either."

Even though Solomon had already said something indifferent, Natsume Takashi brought a soft cushion and hot tea for the other party as quickly as possible.He also couldn't care about why Mr. Cat is not by his side at this time, when facing Solomon—even if the other party looks like a boy about his own age—Natsume Takashi will always get nervous unconsciously .

This is one of the wisest kings in history.He watched the other party take a small teacup and sip hot tea in a very natural and elegant manner, and suddenly felt a trance.

Why did the king of ancient Israel suddenly appear in his room, and he said that he followed someone's breath?There shouldn't be any items from abroad here.

"Well, I also feel a little strange about this."

here we go again.Natsume Takashi looked at the other party with a little horror.Obviously he was very sure that he didn't say a single word just now, but the other party seemed to have directly heard his inner voice, and answered the question in his heart very naturally.

"But my feeling is definitely not wrong, so..."

In the middle of speaking, Solomon suddenly set his eyes on the small plate on the table.

On that small porcelain plate were Natsume Takashi's hot spring steamed buns that he dug out from the cupboard to entertain him.Although it was just a small dough that was barely bigger than two palms, it unexpectedly had an extremely sweet smell.

Solomon swallowed unconsciously, then reached out to pick up one of the hot spring buns, opened his mouth slightly, and bit down.

In the next second, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"This is really sweet food..."

He sighed in admiration: "Although I don't lack the support of magic power now, it's also a good attempt to taste the current dim sum once in a while."

"Ah, did you like this very much?"

Natsume Takashi didn't expect that the other party, as a king (or a ghost?), would have such an ordinary taste, which was really beyond his expectation.

"Yes."

Solomon freely admits to his penchant.

"It seems in my memory that I have liked this kind of pastry from Japan since a long time ago... Recently, the pastry tasted at Tamazamae's is also very delicious."

"Huh? Tamamo-mae?"

"No, nothing."

Solomon smiled at Natsume Takashi, and lightly changed the subject.

"I came here after a certain person's aura, and I can still feel his presence from you until now... Although I didn't notice his figure around here with the naked eye, I believe my It feels like nothing can go wrong, so I hope you can help me as much as you can."

When he was about to leave the last world, Solomon felt that the other party's state was not quite right.Although he was smiling when he held his hand, he always felt that there was an inexplicable sadness under that person's smile.

Obviously, he only stepped into the courtyard of Honmaru back and forth, and within a few minutes, his mood changed so much. Could it be that he encountered something that he and Galahad hadn't experienced during this period of time? thing?

No matter what, Solomon regretted not asking the other party why he suddenly became sad at that time.

Because he looked like he was going to get out of there quickly.Solomon recalled in his mind that he had never seen him in such a hurry, as if Satan was chasing after him.

Sure enough, I was too impatient to eat hot tofu.Thinking of this, Solomon couldn't help sighing.Too impatient and not concentrating, there seems to be something wrong with his treasure used to travel through time and space, so the triple risk is superimposed, and it is no wonder that there is no problem.

Still as bold as before... um, before?

Solomon's eyes froze for a moment.

"That, Mr. Solomon?"

Natsume Takashi saw that Solomon was lost in thought after finishing the long series of words, so he couldn't help but speak.

"Excuse me, what kind of help do you want me to provide?"

"Ah, so it is."

Solomon came back to consciousness quickly.

"It's like this, I felt an item with his breath in your place, so I want to requisition that item from you temporarily."

"Expropriation... ah, well, what is that..."

After getting the other party's approval, Solomon stood up on his own.He turned around the room, and finally locked his eyes on the drawer of Natsume Takashi's desk.

"That's it."

As he said so, he opened the drawer.But when he was about to take out the contents, a chubby black figure suddenly rushed in from the open window, passed by his hand with a "whoosh", and took away Solomon's original target by the way.

"Natsume!"

The soft ball like a beckoning cat stepped on the item under its paws, and screamed at Takashi Natsume with a frightened expression on his face: "How dare you hand over my friend account to such a dangerous person! "